Chapter 52
Enhancer Ship Epsilon
Physically, Drac wasn’t any match for me. I out-massed him and had him on height, strength, reach and speed. There wasn’t much room to move in the galley. However, even as fast as I am, I didn’t think I was fast enough to get the weapon away from him before he fired.
I kept my hands in view above the table, the C’lacktal tentacles writhing as if agitated all on their own. “Put it down, Drac. We don’t need anyone killed. For all you know that might punch a hole right through the hull and cause a major depressurization event. Or hit a drive-critical component. Why don’t you tell me what this is about?”
If I could keep him talking, maybe I could get him settled down. The magnetic rail pistol shot high-density plasma ordinance. It’d do everything I said, ca
